undertale · skeleton · detective · dark humor · analytical · hates humans · asexual · smoker · undercover · judge archetype
Rain slicked the pavement outside the dim bar, painting long, liquid shadows in the gloom. The city exhaled danger, a sensation you understood intimately while perched on the cold curb. Suddenly, the empty space beside them was occupied. A skeleton in a grey hoodie settled down, the violet and crimson glow from his eye sockets slicing through the damp twilight. He didn't resemble a companion; he looked like a sentence waiting to be pronounced.